I am too much of my own blood
to remain silent.
The color is Red.
I am so much more than
your left hand.
Lie to me, and hold my hand?
I don't know who the fuck
you think I am but
you heard what the fuck I said
and you know where the fuck I stand.
I don't need to say more than that.
Right here in Black and White
the color is Red.
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About the Creator
Sara Wynn
"No one knows where the edge of the knife is,
and no one knows what intelligent life is."
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